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PSALM 35. First Part. C.M.
Imprecations mixed with charity.

1	NOW plead my cause, Almighty God,    With all the sons of strife; And fight against the men of blood,    Who fight against my life.
2	Draw out the spear, and stop their way;    Lift thine avenging rod; But, to my soul in mercy say,    "I am thy Saviour God."
3	They plant their snares to catch my feet,    And nets of mischief spread: Plunge the destroyers in the pit,    That their own hands have made.
4	Let fogs and darkness hide their way;    And slipp'ry be their ground: Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey,    And all their rage confound.
5	They fly, like chaff before the wind,    Before thine angry breath: The angel of the Lord behind    Pursues them down to death.
6	They love the road, that leads to hell:    Then must the rebels die, Whose malice is implacable    Against the Lord on high.
7	But if thou hast a chosen few    Amongst that impious race; Divide them from the bloody crew    By thy surprising grace.
8	Then will I raise my tuneful voice    To make thy wonders known; In their salvation I'll rejoice,    And bless thee for my own.

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PSALM 35. Second Part. C.M.
The love of Christ typified in David.

1	BEHOLD the love, the gen'rous love    That holy David shows! Mark how his tender bowels move    For his afflicted foes!
2	When they are sick, his soul complains,    And seems to feel the smart; The spirit of the gospel reigns,    And melts his pious heart.
3	How did his flowing tears condole    As for a brother dead! And fasting mortified his soul,    While for their life he pray'd.
4	They groan'd and curs'd him on their bed;    Yet still he pleads and mourns: And double blessings on his head    The righteous God returns.
5	O glorious type of heav'nly grace!    Thus Christ the Lord appears; While sinners curse, the Saviour prays,    And pities them with tears.
6	He, the true David, Israel's king,    Blest and belov'd of God, To save us rebels dead in sin,    Paid his own dearest blood.

PSALM 36. First Part. S.M.
Atheism exposed.

1	WHEN man grows bold in sin,    My heart within me cries, "He hath no faith of God within,    "Nor fear before his eyes."
2	He walks awhile conceal'd    In a self-flatt'ring dream;